ATHENA AND JULIE'S REVENGE ON AN ABUSIVE HUSBAND 
by Hamlet                                     



Julie smiled and removed the sweatshirt that she was wearing leaving her in a
halter top as she stood inside Dave's house with Athena.

She could hear her ex-husband Dave catch his breath when he saw her new
transformed body.

"I have been busy the last year preparing for this night."

With that Julie raised her arms and flexed her biceps. "What do you think of
these?" she asked him.

Her arms swelled into massive peaks and Dave could see the split at the top
and the angry looking veins running across them. He suddenly seemed to lose
some of his

arrogance.

"OK bitch, let's see what you got", he growled. As he said that he raised his
fists and assumed a boxer's stance. Julie did the same and they slowly circled
each other in the living room. Dave lunged forward and nailed Julie with a
quick left. Her head snapped back from the force of the blow. Dave doubled up
on the left with the same result.

"This is going to be easy," he thought.

Julie backed away to clear her head. "He is quicker than he looks, have to be
careful."

She reminded herself, "Think, remember all the training and hard work from
Athena.".

Dave moved in again firing his left. This time Julie blocked it with her right
arm, but it was a feint. Dave's right drove toward her chiselled belly and
landed with a thud. She felt it, but it was not as damaging as she feared it
would be, nor as Dave had hoped it would be.

"Well, I can take his best shot," Julie told herself. Thinking she would be
hurt by the punch, Dave let go with a hard-left hook designed to take her out.
Julie ducked and his fist sailed harmlessly over her head.

She then landed her first blow of the fight, driving her hard fist into his
bloated stomach, rotating her hips to get her weight into the punch. Her fist
encountered little resistance from the jiggling flesh around his expanded
waistline. Dave could not believe this woman he used to pound regularly could
hit that hard. His breath left his lungs in a big gasp and his legs suddenly
did not want to support him.

"That was the first of many" Julie said to him through gritted teeth.

Before Dave could recover, she brought her other fist smashing against his
ribs. Pain like a lightning bolt shot through his side. Dave stumbled across
the room. He righted himself and started to turn back to the centre of the
room. However, when he turned Julie was right in front of him before he could
react.

Her right fist buried in his stomach again. "Kill the body and the head will
die" was what Athena her Norselandic trainer had drilled into her head during
the training sessions, and that was what she intended to do.

Dave started to go down. Julie caught him. Once more she hammered his gut with
that iron hard fist. All resistance from his abdominal muscles was gone. Her
fist ripped deep into the flaccid flesh. Dave could taste the bile coming up
in his throat. He could not get enough breath to even plead with her to stop.

This time she let him drop to his knees. Julie reached down, taking hold of
his hair. She tilted his head up so she could see his face. Winding up she
sent her right fist crashing to his left eye. Since she was holding his hair,
his head did not move far. Straight down she poured punches at that upturned
face. His eye was closing rapidly, and she hammered his jaw repeatedly.

She then switched hands, and her left fist closed his right eye. She then let
him drop all the way to the floor.

"Break time, you rest up for a couple of minutes before we continue," Julie
told him. If Dave could hear her, which was doubtful, he gave no indication.

Pete and Mike, hearing the noise coming from the living room, wanted to know
what was going on. Athena opened the door slightly to see how Julie was doing.
Seeing Dave rolling on the floor, and Julie standing over him she closed the
door and locked it again.

"Why are you locking the door?" Pete asked.

"They do need their privacy" Athena answered.

"Something is wrong here, and we need to check it out" Mike chimed in.

"Nobody is going in there until Julie knocks on this door, and that is final."
Athena stated firmly.

"Well, I'm going now, and you can't stop me."

With that Pete reached for the door.

"Don't do that, I'm warning you" Athena said in an incredibly quiet voice.

"Bullshit" replied Pete, starting to turn the lock. Athena grabbed his arm and
pulled him away from the door. Pete swung at her. Athena blocked the punch and
popped a short-left hook to his jaw. Pete staggered back a step. Athena stayed
with him and followed with a crashing right cross to his other jaw. Pete flew
back to the middle of the kitchen and was out cold before he hit the floor.

Mike, who had not moved at first, leaped at Athena. He was met by her right
foot driven by the power of her massive thigh slamming right in his balls. He
stood stock-still and started to mouth little mewing sounds. Athena stepped in
driving a powerful uppercut to his chin. Mike banged against the wall and slid
to the floor, joining Pete in la-la land.

Athena opened the door and said to Julie, "The boys are taking a nap. They
will not be bothering us for quite a while. So, go ahead and take your time."

Dave had finally gotten as far as his knees when Julie saw him. As she
approached, he tried to crawl away. She drew back her foot and kicked him
squarely in the butt. He sprawled forward on to his face. Julie walked around
and kicked him in the side. Julie then backed off and said "Alright Macho Man,
get up. I want to see what a tough guy you really are. The strongest thing
about you is your breath."

Slowly Dave climbed to his feet. He tried to attack again, but Julie easily
avoided his swing this time. She continued to taunt him as he clumsily
attempted to hit her. Dave was becoming more frustrated as he failed to make
contact.

Julie tired of this game and after another miss by Dave slipped to her right
and once again sank a wind sucking left deep into his sore belly. Then as he
bent over trying to breathe, her right fist swung in a vicious arc and smashed
his nose. A follow-up punch drew blood from his nose. Julie set herself and
delivered a third straight blast with to his nose with her right. This time as
those hard knuckles slammed home there was a loud pop, and more blood sprayed.
Dave just wanted to lie down; the pain was overwhelming. Still her brutal fist
battered his nose, making sure it would never be straight again.

Dave was on his knees again.

Julie hauled him to his feet.

"Now I believe you are beginning to know what I felt like all of those times
you used me for a punching bag." Julie said to him. Her adrenaline levels were
so high, she had not even considered stopping yet. She had years of pent-up
anger to make up for. Dave started to mumble something, but when she heard the
word "bitch" she cut him off with another gut-wrenching blast to his
midsection.

Each time she did this her fist seemed to sink further and further into the
blubber that

was his belly. White hot pain seared his stomach. He started to go down. Julie
cocked that murderous right fist and aimed at his jaw. She stepped in to make
sure all her weight and power were concentrated in one last explosion of
knuckles. There was a sound like a piece of kindling breaking as that monster
punch landed. Dave toppled over backward and sprawled unconscious in the
middle of the living room.

Julie looked contemptuously down at her ex-husband. His nose was a smashed
lump, both eyes cut and bruised, and his jaw was probably broken. Blood was
streaming from his nose, mouth, and numerous cuts.

There were fist size splotches of black and blue all over his belly and ribs.

Athena broke the silence by asking "Was that worth a year of hard work?"

Julie looked at her and smiled. She checked her skinned, raw knuckles and said
"Yes it was Athena, but how did you know that it would be? And how did you
know what my answer would be when you suggested this?"

"That is a long story. Let us go get a drink and I will tell you."

They took one last look around. Pete and Mike were still laid out in the
kitchen exactly where Athena's fists had left them, and Dave looked like he
would be out for a long time.

As they left Julie said to Athena " They will have a lot to talk about when
they wake up. I hope they will want a rematch. Maybe they will have more
respect for women from now on."

"COME ON JULIE LET'S GO DARLING!"

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